The howls that tore through her ears were now deafening, and as she grasped the sides of her head to block them out, she realised with horror that they were coming from her now. She felt her body changing; her smooth skin was now being covered with course silver and grey hair, her carefully manicured nails ripping away one by one to expose razor sharp, black claws, and the metallic taste was back as new pointed, carnivorous fangs tore out of soft pink, fleshy gums. She looked over at the walls, the hairless, shiny skulls of her pack members staring out at her from their empty eye sockets, reminding her why she was there and what she needed to do.